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Percy Colors	By : IndigoInsane Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 5868 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter I swear. This is just my way of expressing my Percy fixation without making any sort of profit I swear.

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Spring Melt

For the eighth time that hour Percy had to remind himself that Oliver’s obsession with quidditch is ultimately more endearing than infuriating. Why he had to involve Percy in his morning hikes around the lake Percy would never know.

“C`mon Perce, stop lagging behind. It’s spring already ya should have at least a bit more life in ya.” Of course Oliver was constantly running ahead and doubling back, trying to prod Percy out of his meandering pace.

“Exactly Oliver. Its spring, which means instead of the freezing snow we are now walking in the freezing rain and mud.” Why was he out here again? Ah right, Oliver promised to actually study for their next potions exam if Percy just did this one little thing with him.

Ignoring Percy’s complaining Oliver moved to walk beside him. “Ya know I was thinking about making the rest of the team do this. Really great for endurance doing this a few times a week.”

“Except you do this every morning” Percy interrupted.

“Right, but they’d never go for that. But what about just on the weekends? Every Wednesday?” Breathing heavily it looked like Oliver was seconds from dashing off ahead again. Still Percy knew he wouldn’t actually leave or stop asking him until Percy gave him his honest opinion.

Percy sighed, “Oliver I think with the constant practice in the rain and dark they would kill you if you tried forcing them into this.”

“But you went with me.” By then Oliver settled for simply jogging circles around Percy rather than running off or trying to get the other boy to move faster.

“That’s because you’re actually going to study in the library today and tomorrow.” Percy reminded him.

Oliver groaned, trying to make a show of how much the thought of spending time in the library physically pained him while still circling Percy. He tripped, barely missing a muddy puddle and a dive into the lake. Scrambling back up in a panic he grabbed Percy by the shoulders, “See what happens Perce? All ya have to do is mention that place and disaster finds me! Can’t we just study in the dorm?”

Percy was having none of that, prying the wet and freezing hands of his very clean robes he grabbed Oliver by the hand so he couldn’t run off and began walking again. “You only tripped because you were being melodramatic Oliver. Honestly, being prepared for a test isn’t a bad thing.”

Still acting melancholy Oliver trailed behind as much as Percy would let him, “No I wasn’t, I just don’t see why we can’t study in the dorm.”

“Because I am protected by the fact that we are in front of dozens of people so you can’t try to distract me through advances upon my virtue.”

Stumbling a little Oliver caught up to Percy, “Are you saying I would jump you?”

“I’m saying you have Oliver and I’m not standing it anymore. You will walk into the potions classroom perfectly prepared next Monday or I will die trying.” Percy’s voice had gotten much darker, the determination and responsibilities of Perfect Prefect Percy settling in.

Practically seeing the cogs turning in Percy’s mind Oliver knew he was not going to get his way this time. “What about after the studying? Can I exercise my intentions upon your virtue then?”

“By all means your intentions would be most welcome.”

                Charismatic

                Percy still wasn’t sure how he had been led into Lucius Malfoy’s bed. He supposed it had something to do with the late nights at the Ministry or the stress of a new dark regime settling over the wizarding world. Well, stressful on Percy’s part, Lucius had taken to the new ministry and his position in it like a dragon to treasure.

                But that wouldn’t explain the…Percy hesitated to think, tenderness from the older man. Yes Percy was perfectly well aware that he was the mistress to be kept secreted away and would not be taking the place of his beloved, perfect wife. However when people had started to disappear Percy had found himself ignored. He had seen the notes in his file, stating although his family may have been filled with blood traitors his skills within the ministry could still be useful. All in the familiar handwriting of his lover.

                Percy had never told him what he had seen but he was still sure Lucius knew, after getting to know him it had simply become a given factor in any situation.

                “Come back to bed.” It certainly wasn’t a request and Percy didn’t mind leaving his chilly spot by the window for the warmth and comfort of the bed. An arm curled around him as he slipped under the sheets, “The Carrow’s are hosting a dinner next week.”

                “That’s nice.” Percy mumbled as he shuffled closer to Lucius.

                “No it is not.” Lucius corrected, “They have certain ideas for entertainment. Ideas that involve half-bloods and blood traitors that happen to work in the ministry,” The arm around him pulled Percy those extra few inches so Percy’s back was curled against Lucius’s chest.

                “Oh.” Percy wasn’t quite sure what to say, he was certainly used to death threats by now but hearing of actual plans was something else. “I’ll be sure to stay in a muggle hotel.”

                “You will be in Russia.” Travel out of the country let alone to one of the last countries in Europe to hold out against Lord Voldemort had nearly become impossible.

                Still Percy didn’t question Lucius, if he said Percy would be in Russia by next week then he would be. “What about-”

                “She’s dead. For a year now.” Sensing the pain in the older man’s voice Percy turned around so that he could face him.

                “I was going to ask about you and Draco.” The younger Malfoy had no idea about their affair although Percy had his suspicions; he could only make personal visits to the Malfoy estate so many times in a week to ‘straighten out some paperwork’, especially when they worked in separate departments.

                “Of course,” the look of anguish over his wife’s death was gone, replaced with the calculating look Percy had become accustomed to only seeing at work. “Draco and Severus will be joining you; I will follow in a few days.”

                “Why not leave with us?” Percy had to admit even with the confidence and trust he placed with Lucius something about leaving the man left him unsettled.

                “There are still many business matters that need to be discreetly settled.” The tone of Lucius’s voice settled it; Percy would be leaving whenever and Lucius would not be joining them. A few times Percy had tried to argue with Lucius and it had gotten him nowhere but frustrated. “The three of you will leave tomorrow through a portkey Severus will be bringing here.”

                “Can I at least stay until then?” Even with an evil regime Percy couldn’t remember a day he had taken off of work. Lucius Malfoy having a personal day was nothing new though and Percy was sure no one would connect the two being absent.

                Lucius pretended to think about it for a few agonizing moments, “Of course, it has been to long since I took a day to indulge myself.”

                As Lucius pulled back the covers and moved on top of him Percy put his worries at the back of his mind. Right now he was safe and had his lover’s undivided attention and that was more than enough for him.

Sea Glass Green

Marcus sat alone in the common room. Normally on a Friday evening it would be very crowded but word had spread quickly throughout the Slytherin house that Marcus was out for blood and his boyfriend Percy was nowhere in sight. Said boyfriend was actually the cause of Marcus’s murderous rage.

It had started that afternoon with a pendant. A truly beautiful green pendant made of glass with a Celtic knot design. Percy had found the lovely gift at the bottom of his cauldron during potions and had been very happy. The only problem was that Marcus hadn’t gotten Percy anything and everyone in the damn school had better know that the younger boy is taken.

They had argued after class and things had only escalated when Percy had refused to throw it out or admit who else he was sleeping with. Outraged Percy had stormed off to Merlin knows where leaving Marcus to glare at a cat that had dared wander into his space and admit that perhaps he had been hasty with his accusations.

Only slightly though, Percy may be oblivious to everything without a book stuck to it but Marcus had seen more than a few roaming eyes. Of course he had been quick to track down the bodies that went with the eyes and threaten removal of several bits but one can never be too sure.

Having scared off the cat Marcus was getting ready to circle the castle yet again in search of his redhead when the common room entrance opened to reveal a very cheerful Percy. “Well Marcus I’ve met your competition for my affections. She’s eleven years old but given how polite she is and her tendency towards not calling me a slut you might actually have to put up a fight.”

A first year with a crush had been Marcus’s greatest threat? Anger was quickly replaced with embarrassment. “The damn thing didn’t exactly come with a name tag.”

“I know.” Percy wasn’t bothered by the lack of an apology; he knew he would get a mumbled one sometime when Marcus thought he couldn’t hear it. “Let’s go to dinner, I think the rest of your house wants their common room back and I’ll let you glare at every threatening first year.”

Of course Percy was kidding but sitting on a bench in the great hall Marcus made sure to keep an arm around Percy’s waist. Some habits are just too hard to break.



Coffee Clutch

With a sigh Percy pried open the window. Honestly, being snubbed by your lover to the point where you have to resort to breaking and entering. “Severus? Are you in here?” Honestly between the dust, lack of any sort of light and clutter Percy couldn’t tell if the former Professor was right in front of him. Calling out again Percy heard clattering coming from the kitchen and he stumbled his way towards it.

The kitchen was in much better shape, lamps were even lit to accent the lack of mess. Severus was hunched over the counter holding a cup of something. “There isn’t enough grounds to be brewing another pot but I can always offer something else,” Coffee, of course. Percy had sworn several times that introducing Severus to it had been his greatest mistake.

“No thank you.” Percy said briskly as he took a seat at the table. “You left me waiting twice this week Severus. Is something bothering you?”

Slowly and silently Severus joined Percy at the table, “I could say the thought of another Weasley soon to be entering the world makes sleep near impossible.” Percy smiled, that hadn’t stopped him from coming with Percy to Fleur’s baby shower. But he wasn’t falling for it.

“You could say that, however I’m convinced there must be another reason you haven’t left your flat. I talked to the neighbors so tread carefully Severus.” Dear Mrs. Fiddlestien was always good for a biscuit and gossip.

For a split second the look Severus gave him convinced Percy that Oliver had been right and their professor really did posses the ability to make someone’s head explode. Just as suddenly Severus was staring intently into his mug. “Potter’s insufferable optimism will surely bring us to ruin.”

Prying the mug from Severus’s clutches he took a sip of the much too strong coffee while thinking of a reply. “I think at this point you could always retire to Casablanca and go unbothered.”

“And suffer the complete inability to get quality knotgrass?” Waving off Percy’s attempt to slide the coffee back towards him Severus got up to pour himself another cup. “I will never return to Scandinavia, Africa and the tropics are unbearably hot, Asia presents too much of a language barrier and I find myself unable to stand the rest of the English speaking world.”

Percy couldn’t help but smile even as Severus glared at him for having the audacity to steal his favorite mug. “Then I’m sorry to say that staying here will have to do. Maybe I can get you out of this flat and convince you this isn’t too horrible a tragedy?” Damn, he sounded to pleading but Percy was desperate.

“The star grass balm will start to spark if left alone.” Of course, potions, also known as the other love of Severus’s life and the bane of Percy’s existence. Not that his jealousy had stopped him from taking the advanced class and earning a new perfect score on his NEWTS.

“Then we’ll wait until it’s finished.” It would give Percy time to finish his paperwork and sort out who would do what while he was gone.

“I haven’t started it yet.” Instead of sitting back down Severus had moved to stand in the doorway leading down to his workshop. Obviously Percy was being kicked out after going through the effort of making sure the older man was still alive.

Slamming his mug down Percy made sure he had Severus’s full attention before he spoke. “Severus, do you really want me here? Because I want to be and I’m sick of feeling unwelcome.”

For a few moments Percy felt like the direct approach might have been a mistake until Severus opened the door leading downstairs. “There’s more coffee in the cupboard. I might start the grass balm if certain aurors can avoid peril long enough for me to restock their blood replenishing supply.” Of course Severus scurried off before Percy could provide a proper reply but that hardly mattered, he had a vacation to start planning.

Authors Notes: There ya have it Percy drabbles inspired by the insane amount of paint samples I have and I’m amazed it isn’t rated M.. I had planned on finishing this earlier but Sea Glass Green gave me a ton of problems until I just re-wrote it. Surprisingly I think Spring Melt was the easiest even though I’m not a huge Percy/Oliver fan. Please review, even if it’s to tell me which is your favorite because I plan on being nice to anyone who likes this and write more soon-ish). Review for The Twin as well, her prodding finally got my ass in gear and she listened to all of my whining.
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